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Time flies like an arrow; in the blink of an eye, it will be next Friday.

That is, the day Shen Qinghan and Gu Ziming got engaged.

As dusk falls, the city lights begin to illuminate the scene.

The entrance to the Hilton Hotel, the most luxurious five-star hotel in Hanzhou, was already bustling with luxury cars.

Rolls-Royce, Bentley, Porsche... all kinds of top-of-the-line luxury cars that are rarely seen in normal times drove into the hotel's open-air parking lot one after another, like dumplings being dropped into a pot.

Outside the hotel entrance, a long red carpet was laid out, and on both sides were rows of precious champagne roses flown in from the Netherlands, filling the air with an atmosphere of luxury and romance.

On the huge LED screen, Shen Qinghan and Gu Ziming's engagement photos were playing in a loop.

In the photo, Gu Ziming is dressed in a white custom-made suit, looking elegant and charming; Shen Qinghan is wearing a luxurious diamond-encrusted dress, nestled in Gu Ziming's arms, smiling sweetly and happily.

7:30 p.m.

A black Bentley Flying Spur discreetly drove into the Hilton Hotel's underground parking garage.

Jiang Ye pushed open the car door and got out.

He was wearing the same dark gray, patterned, handmade custom-made suit that Han Qingru had bought for him at Henglong Plaza that day.

This expensive suit perfectly accentuated his tall, imposing figure and the languid air of someone accustomed to a high position. He exuded an undeniable and powerful aura simply by standing there casually.

Jiang Ye took the elevator to the hotel lobby on the first floor.

Instead of rushing to the banquet hall on the third floor, he walked to a sheltered corner outside the hotel entrance and lit a cigarette.

Jiang Ye smoked a cigarette while gazing intently at the direction of the hotel entrance.

Luxury cars pulled up, and elegantly dressed guests entered the hotel.

However, it wasn't until Jiang Ye finished smoking his cigarette, and until the time had already reached 8:10 PM, that he finally stopped.

The familiar figure in a black business suit and high heels never appeared.

Xia Yu didn't come.

Jiang Ye stubbed out his cigarette on the nearby trash can and sighed softly.

It would be a lie to say I wasn't disappointed.

He originally thought that after their intimate encounter in the office that day, Xia Yu would at least take his words to heart.

It seems that in the mind of that workaholic female CEO, the reports and meetings of Blue Ocean Investment are ultimately much more important than him, a "leisurely person".

Jiang Ye chuckled self-deprecatingly, suppressing the slight frustration in his heart.

Since Xia Yu didn't come, he'll have to go alone to this scene today.

Jiang Ye straightened the hem of his suit, turned around and walked into the hotel lobby, heading straight for the banquet hall on the third floor.

The Crystal Palace Ballroom on the third floor is the largest and most luxurious ballroom in the Hilton Hotel.

At this moment, a long registration table has been set up at the entrance of the banquet hall.

Several of Shen's relatives were standing there with beaming smiles, responsible for receiving guests and collecting gifts.

Jiang Ye walked over with his hands in his pockets and a blank expression.

"Oh, Mr. Li, you're too kind! Please come in!"

"Chairman Wang, it's been a long time! Thank you for coming!"

Uncle Shen, who was in charge of collecting the gifts, was extremely busy.

When he looked up and saw Jiang Ye standing in front of the registration desk, the smile on his face instantly froze.

"Jiang...Jiang Ye?!"

Uncle Shen stared at Jiang Ye as if he had seen a ghost, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets.

He never expected that Jiang Ye would attend Shen Qinghan's engagement ceremony with Gu Ziming today.

Moreover, judging from the suit he was wearing, it seemed to be quite expensive, making him completely unlike the timid and cowardly man he once was in the Shen family.

"What? You're not welcome?"

Jiang Ye glanced at Shen's second uncle indifferently, his tone calm and without a trace of emotion.

"No...no..."

Uncle Shen stammered, unsure of what to say.

Jiang Ye ignored him, took out a red envelope that he had prepared in advance from his pocket, and casually threw it on the registration table.

"Gift money".

Jiang Ye left those three words without even signing his name, and strode past the registration table into the magnificent banquet hall.

. . . .

Inside the banquet hall, the lights were dazzling, and the atmosphere was filled with elegant attire and graceful figures.

The melodious sound of a violin echoed in the air, and waiters in tuxedos carried trays through the crowd.

The prominent business tycoons and wealthy young men of Hanju gathered in small groups, sipping champagne and chatting merrily.

Jiang Ye didn't go to join the fun.

He walked to a relatively quiet rest area in the corner of the banquet hall and sat down on a leather sofa.

He casually picked up a glass of red wine from a passing waiter's tray, gently swirled the wine, and watched the farce, full of vanity and scheming, with indifferent eyes.

Just then, a hushed murmur came from a booth next to Jiang Ye.

Sitting there were several local Hanzhou rich kids and a few small business owners, who were clearly business partners of the Shen family.

"Hey, what do you guys think the Shen family is thinking?"

A middle-aged man with a beer belly took a sip of red wine and said with a gossipy look on his face.

"Shen Qinghan has only been divorced for less than a month, right? And she's already engaged to Gu Ziming from the Gu family? That seamless transition is too smooth!"

"You just don't understand!"

A rich second-generation guy in a floral shirt next to him sneered and said in a low voice.

"I heard that Shen Qinghan is already pregnant with Gu Ziming's child! Her belly is getting bigger and bigger, can't they hurry up and get engaged?"

"Holy crap! Really?!"

Another man wearing gold-rimmed glasses exclaimed in surprise.

"What about Shen Qinghan's ex-husband? What was his name again... Oh right, Jiang Ye! Wasn't that guy being cuckolded?!"

"Hey, why bring up that good-for-nothing!"

The rich second-generation heir in the floral shirt waved his hand dismissively.

"I've met Jiang Ye a few times. He used to be a lousy driver for the old man of the Shen family! Later, I don't know what kind of luck he had, but he married into the Shen family."

"In the seven years that he lived with the Shen family, that kid was a complete gigolo! He stayed home all day doing laundry, cooking, and taking care of the kids, without even a proper job. He was utterly pathetic!"

"No wonder Shen Qinghan wanted to divorce him."

The beer-bellied man nodded in deep agreement and echoed his sentiment.

"The Shen Group is a well-known and large enterprise in Hanzhou, with such a vast business empire. How could Shen Qinghan, as the eldest daughter of the Shen family, be content to spend her life with a driver?"

"Exactly! They're not a good match; they'll divorce sooner or later!"

The man with the gold-rimmed glasses also joined in the charade.

"Look at Gu Ziming. Although the Gu family's business is having some problems right now, they're still from a prestigious family. He's handsome and has a sweet tongue. Compared to Jiang Ye, who can only drive, he's like heaven and earth!"

"The Shen family managed to cut their losses in time, kicking out that bloodsucking good-for-nothing. I bet that ex-husband is probably hiding under some bridge crying his eyes out right now!"

"Hahaha……"

The group got more and more excited as they talked, laughing at Jiang Ye without restraint.